My armpit hair makes people feel awkward. Deep in conversation, mid sentence, a acquaintance will notice a hint of hair at the crease where my arm rests against my body. I run a hand over my head, flicking my hair from my eyes. They stop dead, their eyes widen in an obvious embarrassment. Despite their … Continue reading Image: awkward armpit
My breasts are soft, round and comforting. The nipples accent them perfectly, each one unique. The dark centre of the nipple dissipates into a pink that fades out in a perfect circle, like beams of light from a pink sun. Like a finger print, my nipples are patterned in exquisite detail. The hair that surrounds … Continue reading Image: genderless nipple
My lips are not considered polite. They get stares; expressions of disgust at their lack of perceived femininity. I am a coward. I wax, the painful process altering the soft hairs to a thick line of bald pink. But at this moment, in their honest state, I am defiant. My lips a display of strength. … Continue reading Image: Impolite lips
My toenails are painted a deep red; a colour I find deeply sexual. The polish shimmers as it catches the light, like moonlight off a pool of still water. My toenails transform my feet into the feminine, the soft hair that coats them in subtle contrast.
This used to be the source of so much anxiety; the soft line of hair that descends from my navel. The dark hair is in stark contrast to my pale under belly, an area that so rarely sees any sunlight. The soft fine hairs weave upwards, branching towards my navel like tall grasses reaching for … Continue reading Image: Tummy hair line
Deep purple lines shoot up across the curve of my hips like fireworks curving upwards into the autumnal night sky, their tails fading into a light pink trace that disappears into nothing. Beside them, more difficult to make out, are the pale silver indentations of the marks that came before them. Soon, the mixtures of … Continue reading Image: Stretch marks on a hip
This post is hard to write for an audience. It's so painfully personal I don't think it'll even make it on to my twitter feed. It's a journey I started a while ago, but with the turn of a new year and some serious self reflection, I've decided to share it with you. It's funny, … Continue reading Comfortably (un)sexy selfies: a journey towards loving every part of myself